Mr. Flanders by Eternal Struggle Lyrics

With a hiddeldy diddeldy-mustache
Smells always -diddelyfresh
Has trained- yellow flesh
And is hiddeldy-diddeldy megafesh

It's Ned flanders superguy
Even spritzer makes him high
Hiddeling diddeling all the day
And all he does at home is pray

Working in the leftorium
Where he doesn't sell rum
At home waits the christian tod
Hes the son of ned, like rod

Hi-del-dy
Di-del-dy

Killed by accident
Now he's widower Ned
Maude is gone a long time ago
Krabappel took her place
The hoe
Now she's also dead
And we've got a lonely Ned
He gets support from his neighbors
Are they traitors?

His best friend is a jerk
About him he often has to irk
About that jerk